Words
In darkness I found refuge,
Those brown wave elements forms my imaginations,
I suffered in silence,because I refused to speak,
They wondered why I was mute?
I'm like an abandoned drum which cannot give greenlight about its nature,
Morning takes my happiness,
I await the dark to wipe the solemn tears that flows from the banks of my eyelids.
My throats are dried from the constant calling on death to sweep my legs of the earth,
The moments keeps getting tough as the memories keep killing me beneath my mind,
In sadness I found comfort.
Then I spoke,
Words of unending bitterness,
I could feel my tongue terrified to the words that accumulated my emotions
My mind couldn't understand the phenomenal feelings of regret.
Word that thwarted my beings ,
Words that defined my dejection,
I regretted ever letting my lower and upper lips meet together and review my great injection.
I was told words of blames
I shouted in the martyrdom of my voice,
In excruciating pain, my words were made to stand against it's beholder.
I lost my effective sleeping pills to thoughts,
I could only pounder on why ?
These were just hypothesis; they do not define me.
Copyright © Igwike Paschalina | Year Posted 2023
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